Sweet little Baby
Resting in the hay,
Do You know why shepherds come
To worship You today?
Sweet little Baby,
While Mary hummed to Thee,
Angels sang out “Gloria!”
O’er flock and field and tree.
Sweet little Baby
Peaceful in the night,

Shepherds ran here breathless
To see this wondrous sight.
Sweet little Baby
Wrapped up snug and tight,
You set them free from fear and death
By being born tonight.
Sweet little Baby
Smiling at these men,
In time, You’ll be their Shepherd
To guide them home again.